I hate these pop up thunderstorms. They remind me to the time I struck up a conversation in Home Depot with a woman who was looking at new toilets. I asked her what kind of seat she preferred to sit on because it was obviously she had dainty, delicate buns without much padding. She told me to bug off because she thought I was trying to hit on her but it was a legitimate question. "Don't think you're going to be tapping this sweet butt," she said. I assured her it was merely a curious question about what would be best and eventually she believed me because right there in the plumbing section, she pulled down her jeans and sat on one of the seat with her bareass. "Oh, this feels nice on my cheeks," she purred. "I think this one will suit my delicate butt quite nicely." I offered to pay for it since she had given me such a wonderful show but that teed her off and she smacked me in the arm and stormed off.

I hate these pop up thunderstorms. They remind me to the time I struck up a conversation in Home Depot with a woman who was looking at new toilets. I asked her what kind of seat she preferred to sit on because it was obviously she had dainty, delicate buns without much padding. She told me to bug off because she thought I was trying to hit on her but it was a legitimate question. "Don't think you're going to be tapping this sweet butt," she said. I assured her it was merely a curious question about what would be best and eventually she believed me because right there in the plumbing section, she pulled down her jeans and sat on one of the seat with her bareass. "Oh, this feels nice on my cheeks," she purred. "I think this one will suit my delicate butt quite nicely." I offered to pay for it since she had given me such a wonderful show but that teed her off and she smacked me in the arm and stormed off.

WOW the very same thing happened to me late yesterday at a Lowes. Was she Hispanic?

<quoted text> WOW the very same thing happened to me late yesterday at a Lowes. Was she Hispanic?

Yes she was, as a matter of fact. I actually sprinted like a bat out of hell to try and catch up and apologize to her for the misunderstanding. She must have been on the track team, however, because she was in her car before I could catch her. I did get one last look at her sweet backside while I was chasing her at least.

Tell me when this thread is updated:

Add your comments below

Please note by submitting this form you acknowledge that you have read the Terms of Service and the comment you are posting is in compliance with such terms. Be polite.
Inappropriate posts may be removed by the moderator. Send us your feedback.